Steel steam and flame

After everyone packed up their things, the captain took his people down from the heavy train. He held the code card in his hand and came to the twelve people.

He didn't feel anything ordinary from these twelve people. But often feeling nothing is the scary thing. They didn't ask any more questions, because this was the rule. When they needed to explain their identity, neither they nor the other party would be stingy with a few words.

Communication exists between eyes and nodding, and silent silence runs through the entire process. Because of this atmosphere that exists in advance, both parties silently do what they should complete.

"Password card, after this period of patrols and inspections, we have come up with possible problems and hidden dangers." The captain finally spoke, and handed the things he had prepared in the past few days to the person in front of him, with his seal and sign.

"Thank you." A stiff reply came from under the delicate white mask, and the dry voice made people's throats become thirsty.

"Need to check again?" the captain asked.

"No need." It was still a short answer, but with the body movement of shaking his head, it seemed that the other party was just trying not to reveal too much information about himself.

The captain knew that as the highest officer of the Volcano Base, the forces behind him were not just those of the Volcano Base. It is not limited to one person, but anyone who holds great power will develop their power like a tree. Shade is of course extremely important as something that creates biomass. But those tree roots hidden under the ground are also an equally important aspect. Almost all will be entangled within the entire empire. Of course, the roots of some huge forces are not limited to the empire. In other countries, led by the Far Sea Commonwealth and the Flame Alliance, or on the other two continents, they all have their own hidden things.

With a long period of development, ordinary accumulation can develop into a towering tree-like existence in a long history. And in another sense, the development of these forces outside the empire will not be unconscious.

"It's probably a rhizome buried underground." The captain thought.

The handover is complete here. The captain left the platform with his people and then dispersed in front of the waiting hall. Everyone is in a hurry now.

"Alas, there are no good signs." When the captain finally left on the high-speed train, he looked out the window towards the direction of the retraining and sighed. All the lights were turned off after they left, and the long black bodies were still parked in the darkness in that direction, and now only a faint outline could be seen.

What are those twelve people doing now? The captain suddenly thought. But it was interrupted by the sound of the whistle and the exit tone. He asked the flight attendant to pour him a glass of wine. After drinking a few sips, he leaned on his seat and closed his eyes to rest. Everything has nothing to do with him.

Just as the captain thought, the twelve people taking over had already entered the front of the four-section tractor. While waiting for the system to replenish energy and water, they checked the status of each machine one by one and communicated with a certain party.

"Everything is normal, and we expect to arrive on time. We will follow the realignment all the way." Because of their masks, their body shapes and heights are almost the same, and ordinary people can't tell who they are from. The one next to the communicator is called No. 1 by the others, and everyone else seems to have their own number.

The retraining started at 11:00 pm, several hours before the retraining came into the station. Except for those twelve people, no one else has been here. It seemed to be forgotten, like a ghost train, invisible to anyone.

It was also quiet when leaving, with no sirens blowing and no outbound communication prompts. The pressure of the steam furnace increased, and the rows of huge steel wheels on the heavy train began to operate slowly, and the heavy train quietly left the station where it had stayed for several hours.

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"Sister Lin, your things are ready. Can you go back to school directly?" Atuohuan looked at the packed things around him. They were all packed in lightweight iron sheets and wooden boards. Inside are the weapons and equipment they brought with them when they came to this front. Almost all were bullets, and there were only a few firearms. Selmer was now carrying these things, a total of three boxes, stacked together, very high, and held above his head. He kept it there without any appearance of being unable to bear it.

In a certain sense, Selmer's honest appearance, or his character that is more accepting than a stone, really resembles a hard-working porter.

"No, let's go down on the way and go back to the family." It's night now, and the three of them are sitting next to a bonfire. In the distant sky, a dozen giant searchlights can be seen swinging and scanning. A dark cyan shadow was bathed in the little white moonlight, slowly approaching the outside of the front base. It was an airship that came to pick up the students from the military school who were still alive on the front this time.

"Something happened. I'll have to worry about something in the future." Ye Jielin sighed and threw the document in her hand into the flames. The floating flames rose up, and sparks shot up several meters high, bringing with them a thin stream of black smoke.

Ye Jielin stared at the flames in front of her, a fire reflected in her eyes, like a burning sea, becoming furious in her eyes. It wasn't until he was sure that the document was completely burned that he looked away and turned to Atuohuan and Selmer.

"Selmo, are you going back for the New Year?" Ye Jielin thought for a while and asked.

Selmer shook his head.

"That's just right. Come with me to my family. I need your help with some things." Ye Jielin said, "I have to ask Cassia when I get back. It would be better if there are more people." Then she said to herself. said. The Ato Ring was forgotten.

"What about me?" Atuohuan shouted immediately, "I am so familiar with your family, I can still lead them."

It was Ye Jielin who shook her head: "You can't do it. It's just because you're too familiar with me. If you come to help me, more unexpected problems will arise. Besides, there are things in your family that worry you. I have less. Besides, the situation of Unlimited Communications Company is different from that of Webley Arms Company. It is a company jointly managed by your family and another family, and the relationship is much more complicated. You should focus more on yourself. From now on, we will have to use your resources for many things. After Selmer and I finish taking care of our affairs, we may still be able to help you."

"Okay." Atuohuan sighed. Ye Jielin got to the point. He really didn't have the extra energy to care about others now, "What should I do with Cassia? I shouldn't be able to contact him."

"Well, let's go back to Manoma. We have no idea what he is doing now." Ye Jielin withdrew her gaze and looked at the airship that was slowly landing, "Let's go!"